Train to Busan Chapter 12 The Overworld Reset
A room of about 20 square meters.
Yang Ziye, who was lying on the bed in a zigzag shape, looked at everything he was familiar with, as if he was in another world.
Everything seems like a dream.
I don't think about how I got back home when I was in the school dormitory before I crossed over.
Habitually pulling out his phone from his trouser pocket, he couldn't help frowning.
Is this a Nokia 5000?
What about my Huawei?
No, this is Nuoji pressure 5000?
Yang Ziye looked at his mobile phone carefully, it was impossible, how could it be piracy?
Carved brand into Zhou Jia Pian Bei?
After thinking about it for a moment, I still couldn't understand it.
According to the vague memory in his mind, he operated this Nogia 5000.
It is also a page for the operation of the Symbian system, network 2G, and nine-square grids.
Open your browser..
Everything has changed.
From the 5G era to the 2G era.
All the familiar is replaced by the unknown. E-commerce, takeaway, these are not to mention for the time being, they have not yet been born.
But what is Ma Huateng? Is the name wrong? Buckle?
Fortunately, the country has not changed, but history has changed.
From the first dynasty of Huaguo, history has been changed in a mess.
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Opening the address book, Yang Ziye took a deep breath.
Fortunately, the names of relatives have not changed, and the names of friends have not changed.
Just will the familiar name unfamiliar face?
I didn't dare to imagine, Yang Ziye hurriedly got up and went downstairs, and walked out without closing the door.
My family is older than myself, according to my grandmother, it is still the first cement house in the village, when I was a child, there was a field not far away, but now, China's economy is developing rapidly, and every family has undergone new changes.
In this small alley, less than two meters from the door is a wooden house, the house is empty, and the person on the other side has already moved to a new home.
Not far down the alley is a wooden hall, and in order to consolidate this old building, the villagers in the alley jointly raised funds to renovate it, and the cement was reinforced.
Within a dozen paces, you can hear the friendly dialect and familiar voices in the hall.
That's right, my grandmother was also the daughter of a rich family, and she was also a teacher when she was young, and her father's generation was also a petty official, but later the family fell into the middle of the road.
In her spare time, my grandmother also chatted and played cards with many old people in the alley.
Four-color cards, mahjong, etc., are all fine, and you can win one or two pieces every day, and you can buy spicy strips for yourself.
It can be said that Yang Ziye, who was brought up by his grandmother since he was a child, has also been edified, and his card skills are also considered to be small at a young age.
"Grandma"
Yang Ziye, who has been loved since he was a child, will always be like a child in front of his grandmother, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and his tone couldn't help but soften, and he said in dialect.
"Got up? Why did you get up so early today, and grandpa bought the fried noodles you wanted at the table, so spicy only for you. ”
On the square table, six or seven old people were playing cards around, and in front of Grandma's table, there was a small pile of coins of one dime.
Grandma glanced at Yang Ziye, skillfully ate a card, played a card out, and said.
"It's a little cold now, otherwise, take the money, you go to the landlord's store to eat some"
As he spoke, he closed the cards in his hand and prepared to take the money out of his pocket.
"No, I'm going to eat fried noodles, and grandpa is going to the mountains again?"
Yang Ziye didn't know why, but his heart was warm.
"yes, I've been clamoring to go."
"Okay, I'll go back."
Yang Ziye called. The grandparents haven't changed, and according to the address book, then the familiar people shouldn't change.
The furnishings at home are also very familiar, and there are some places in and out, but the furniture has not been replaced.
The old house covers an area of about 30 square meters, with a kitchen on the first floor, a hall and a place where grandpa sleeps.
One room on the second and third floors, a balcony, and a hallway.
I used to dislike it for being small, but now I feel that although it is small, it is reassuring, because my grandparents are here.
I picked up the fried noodles on the table, went up to the second floor, and ate them on the desk.
There is still some confusion in my mind, but there is less worry, as long as my loved ones are still there, it will be fine.
Wouldn't you be happy to go back to the past and live a few more years in your youth, right?
Eating fried noodles in a big gulp, the perverted spicy stinging taste buds, the straight nose flows, and the sweat is left along the white and tender skin that makes girls a little jealous.
It's a pleasure to eat, after all, I've been hungry for a long time during my trip to Busan.
After pulling a few times, he finished eating the remaining rice noodles in the foam box, took out a tissue to wipe his sweat, and wiped away the remaining worries in his heart by the way.
Coming back to youth, coupled with the system, although I don't know when the next plane will open, it is the first time that Yang Ziye has such a vision for the future.
Looking at himself in the mirror, he is still the same, the same handsome, this face has not changed until college.
is the so-called white covering white and ugly, not to mention the high nose bridge melon seeds, linear facial features, except for the eyes are smaller, impeccable.
At least that's what Yang Ziye himself thinks.
What hasn't changed is the height, a height of 1.7 meters, which hasn't changed since high school, and is the only thing I'm not satisfied with.
I remember a high school classmate who could look down on him in high school, but I needed to look up to him after college, how did it feel?
But now it's different, I believe that my achievements are more than that, well, height.
Look at yourself in the mirror, it's okay, at least you won't be seen by everyone, even if there is, the system can reset the world, and it shouldn't be a big deal to block some of my information.
Is it just that the world you are in is really the main world? Is the world you are reliving in the real world?
If you have to get by, you will be safe, and you will first check your personal attributes.
Spend 300 points to increase all attributes that are less than 10 points.
Host: Yang Ziye
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Lifespan: 9 years
Title: None
Strength: 10
Endurance: 11
Spirit: 10
Speed: 10
Physique: 10
Skill: None
Credits: 2750
The carry-on space is empty.
This property is good, at least for now.
Attributes more age and longevity, age 16? Lifespan 9 years?
Isn't that the age before you shuttle? Could it be that it was his own death that led to the emergence of the system?
Points Mall
Lifespan: 100,000 points a year
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Hiss, 100,000? This is forcing yourself to shuttle through the plane to earn points.
The real world doesn't know if there are missions or not.
No matter, it's still early, and now it's time to deduce what time period you are in based on the information.
I looked at my phone, Sunday, June 1, 2014, 9:16 a.m.
A few calls rang out, and a small and somewhat immature voice rang.
Since high school, I have worked part-time to earn tuition, and I have also started a business after graduation, and I may not be able to compare to some old fritters and human spirits, but it is not easy to get something out of my small mouth.
With the outgoing call of the phone, as well as the verification of the 2G network Internet access.
Things slowly came to light.
For example, at the end of the third semester of junior high school, the high school entrance examination on June 10, and the physical education exam tomorrow.
Others such as classes, exam subjects, and so on.
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The first thing I did when I came back was the exam.
I've almost forgotten it, but with an adult's comprehension, I think it's okay to relive it.
Yang Ziye opened the points mall to see if there was anything to improve comprehension and memory.
Skill: 500 points for one eye and ten lines requires 20 points of spirit
Skill: 500 points need 20 points of spirit
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Why do skills need the support of attributes to be used?
Mental power seems to be related to IQ and cranial nerve development.
After thinking about it, I decided not to use the points first, it was too expensive, although the skill only needs 500 points, but the investment in attribute points is as high as 1,800 points.
"Ding, Task: The 100th Hundred Points of the High School Entrance Examination County"
Could it be that the Overworld also has a plot?
This system is a bit of a pit~